Ruined Nights

Ruined Nights

A Poem by Ryan J. Sanders

A poem of pain, hopelessness, suffering, and a great evil, with a unexpected twist.


Ruined Nights

Ryan Sanders


My mouth agape, my blood turns cold

Like a man staring the apocalypse in the face

My demons take shape from fears untold

And my nightmares stand up and give chase


And like a soldier facing impossible odds

My hands begin to shiver and shake

And like a man forsaken by all of his gods

My faith and hope quiver and break


And like a thief who steals a penniless purse

I feel like my uses are few

Still staring me down is my task--my curse!

That as a slave I know I must do


And like a man who is enraged right out of his head

My tongue I can no longer bite!

For like a sword, poorly moored, above of my bed

My homework ruined my night!

© 2010 Ryan J. Sanders

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Ryan J. Sanders
I enjoyed writing it, nevermind how good it is.

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i enjoyed it all the way through. the end was a bit funny though ha

Posted 13 Years Ago

I still love this poem. hilarious.

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on August 7, 2010
Last Updated on August 7, 2010
Tags: Ruined, Nights, Poem, Homework, Tragedy, Horror


Ryan J. Sanders
Ryan J. Sanders

Haughton, LA

I'm seventeen. I like to write, especially comedy (parodies, ridiculous humor, and dark humor mostly) and I'm a pretty decent poet, though I never count syllables because I've got better things to do .. more..